Will Wiley - Coco (freestyle)
(I ain't playing around no more boy)
So much money In my wallet my pants are falling down
Homie I ain't the king of rap so I ain't got no crown
But I'm a rap god so where's my tunic
Your girl such a hoe her pussys a ruin
I learned this game so fast it'rs like I was using flash cards
Homie girls only want 3 and a half inches man that's a credit card
Man I'll burn you so bad your whole body will be charred
Man I'll burn you so bad your whole body will be scarred
Come here girl I could make your bed rock
She's a long shot but I'll throw up a Hail Mary like tupac
Im the king of every place that I walk in
Don't get me on your bad side cause I'll steal your bitch like John Stockton
I'll have that bitch for a couple days then Ima sell her at an auction
Me and that bitch will have a good time gone but not forgotten
Call me steph curry cause I'm locked in
Rap is in my blood like I'm from Compton
My rhymes so sick they toxic
I'm gonna be rapping until they lay me in my coffin
And I'm gonna have a big dick until my body decomposes
Everything happens for a reason and that's why I was chosen
And I'll destroy anyone that opposes
So much money in my house ain't got time to count it
Slay so much pussy ain't got no time to mount em
You say you've been getting pussy ha I really doubt it
And I got the whole room going ohhhhhhh so whatever you gonna say you better shout it
I spit so much fire I'll burn done the studio
That girl rides so much she should enter the rodeo
That girl rides so good she should do a porno
Homie I don't trust these hoes like young metro
I drop bars I kill verses
Homie I drop stars then my stardom emerges
My raps are always tight like virgins
I'm the best in this game call me Richard Sherman
Homie I'll invade you like I'm German
This shit got y'all scared this shit is working
Homie I'll kill you so hard your body will still be squirming
So much blood it looks like your In the middle of surgery and I'm the surgeon
Homie you'll be all over my clothes like laundry detergent
Someone turn off the smoke alarm it's just me
I get bitches wetter than the Philippine sea
Im just stuck in the bourgeoisie
I just hope I could become an escapee
How many people have dissed me and got away with it nobody
So don't even think that you'll succeed
I'm lyrically flawless it got you seriously thoughtless I don't need to proofread
Yo I'm so unique
Yes I am indeed
No one can copy my technique
I spit everyday like I'm taking a leak
And so to speak I do believe that when I'm asleep I hear a beat and I come up with lyrics and that's my routine
And this shit helps my self esteem
I forget about everything and I feel some relief and I feel a release
I hope my music spreads like a disease
I'm so supreme I never get fatigued
So you and your forces will have to retreat cause I'll never be beat I'll never stand for a defeat and then I'll repeat
And I'll always compete
Even when my haters become obsolete
You can buy your self into this rap just don't ever expect a receipt
And I caution you when you listen to my music you may not survive the heat
Homie what i do I kill every fucking beat